Finding our way to The Way one situation at a time. I don't know how great it will be, but I expect it will be interesting, and I look forward to it going on past all reason because wonder is just that way. Are you coming or not?
Adams Mill Pond Mirror Mirror — Goodale State Park, Camden, South Carolina
This is not a rational, logical, sensible universe. Life eats life. Except for black holes. They eat light. And everything else. I like the no beginning, no end guess, with energy neither being created or destroyed, only transformed or converted, meaning that we are all on the way to becoming something else, and dancing with all that comes our way in the meantime. "There is only the dance," as T.S. Eliot suggested. So find what is meaningful, blissful, graceful, joyful and invite it to dance while you can. Because there are black holes lurking about itching to dance with us. Or have us for dinner. It's all the same to a black hole.
I'm retired, and still finding my way--but now, I don't have to pretend that I know what I'm doing.
I retired after 40.5 years as a minister in the Presbyterian Church USA, serving churches in Louisiana, Mississippi and North Carolina. I graduated from Austin Presbyterian Theological Seminary, in Austin, Texas, and Northwestern State University in Natchitoches, Louisiana. My wife, Judy, and I have three daughters, five granddaughters, one great granddaughter, and a great grandson on the way, within about ten minutes from where we live--and are enjoying our retirement as much as we have ever enjoyed anything.
View more posts